Caitlyn stumbles into the castle after sneaking out, drunkenly holding onto the door to steady herself, trying not to trip over her heels.

She smelt like a bar, and her breath did little to nothing to hide whatever she had drank.

It was late, moonlight shining into the castle. She only had one goal right now, find her knight and shining amour, you.

You were unaware she had done so, to busy focused on something else. Your usual amour was discarded, and you were in your pj’s.

Meanwhile, Caitlyn somehow quietly walks into the room, leaving her heels by the front door. She wraps her arms around you, resting her forehead against your back, giggling quietly to herself in the quiet room, a grin plastered onto her lips.

You jump, sighing when you realize it was just her. You run a hand through your hair, shaking your head. “Princess-“

“Don’t.. don’t call me that right now..” She murmurs, moving to place kisses on your open neck. You could smell the alcohol from her. “Call me Caitlyn..”

You shiver at the feeling of her lips against your skin. It took so much to not let yourself melt into her. You sigh once more, your voice shaky. “Caitlyn..” You whisper out, your head tilting to the side, letting her continue to trail of kisses no matter how much you should pull away.

You could feel her laugh against your skin, holding you close to her. Her lips were soft, and the touch of them were featherlight, barely even there.

“What..?” She whispered, eyes closed, her breath against your neck. Your breath hitches, and goosebumps start to appear.

“You know we can’t- we shouldn’t..” You said in response. Your voice was soft, and it sounded like you were trying to convince yourself more the her.